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197 Alchemists are in the service industry

"Teacher, these are the drawings of the new frigate you mentioned? Are they finished?"

Hippolyte looked at the large roll of draft paper on the table with a confused expression.

"Of course not."

Polu shook his head.

"What are you thinking about? Drawing the entire ship in one night? This is just a roll of conceptual drawings, with all the required functions just laid out. The engineering drawings require us to modify them as we draw them."

Pauleicht's hand that was flipping through the drawings suddenly softened.

"This volume looks very detailed. Is it just a conceptual drawing? How detailed should the engineering drawings be?"

"In the past, my drawings were just for the convenience of my own memory, so they were relatively simple, and I showed them to you with my explanation, so they were not particularly detailed. But this time, the drawings you are going to draw are for the workers to see!

The goal is to be so detailed that you can understand and install it smoothly without any explanation! It’s so detailed that you can understand the size of every screw and every pipe joint!”

Literacy activities have already started in Hongshan, basically ensuring that workers can understand the markings on the drawings - understanding the drawings is another matter.

Upon hearing the goal set by Polu, Polet's face turned pale with fright.

"With so many bolts and joints, do you need a separate drawing for each one?"

His question reminded Polu.

"Well... here's the thing. Drawing a drawing for each bolt would be cumbersome and unnecessary. It seems that something must be implemented immediately."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Polet's somewhat pale face and then said:

"Don't worry, you can't finish the painting even if you are exhausted. It's impossible. There are so many people in the precision workshop, and they will all participate in this work this time."

Before Polet had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Polu continue to say:

"You go and follow me to the precision manufacturing facility first to figure things out first. We will set sail with the freighter in a few days."

"Sailing again?"

Pauleicht's heart tightened again:

"I finally got used to the feeling of my feet on the ground that won't shake. Do I have to do it again?"

He quickly asked: "Sailing? Hasn't the cargo ship been delivered to Richard?"

This sentence seemed to remind Polu, who suddenly stopped and looked thoughtful.

Pauleicht didn't know which of his words was wrong, so he could only stand cautiously.

After a while, Bolu spoke again:

"Do you think that if you hand over the boat to someone else, the deal will be considered completed?"

Pauleicht did not answer, but all the expressions on his face had only one meaning: "Isn't it like this?"

"Tell me what you think about this matter."

Poleicht sorted out his thoughts a little:

"I think that by delivering a working ship to Star Island, we have completed the deal. Even if we have a good relationship, teaching them how to operate the ship is enough. For example, selling a sword to a knight, there is no need to teach them

Swordsmanship, right?"

Bolu touched his chin without a beard:

"Well, it's interesting, is there anything else?"

"As long as the transaction is completed, the buyer has to figure out how to use it. Why buy such sophisticated equipment if you don't know how to use it?"

"If they don't buy it, what will we eat? Come with me, and we'll go to the precision manufacturing facility together. They should have gone to work by now."

Since the precision manufacturing team successfully completed the production of components for the energy-concentrating tower of the steel plant, their status within the tower island has been greatly improved. After all, no matter how much equipment there is, their products must be powered. There is a demand for them.

More and more, as the key to the energy supply of the entire Tower Island, it was quickly upgraded from a precision manufacturing group to a precision manufacturing laboratory.

The things supplied range from the most basic energy-concentrating plates to mechanical parts with high precision requirements - in short, parts that ordinary workshops cannot handle and there is no need for Polu to do it himself are almost all from the Precision Manufacturing Institute, which is not too big.

Produced in a large vaulted space.

Polu led Hippolyte, who was in a state of ups and downs early in the morning, through the studio, walked through the small courtyard shared with the precision manufacturing department, and stepped into the door. Caroline, who was handing out the task order, turned around and discovered that Polu

Lu walked into the studio with someone who looked slightly familiar, and was a little surprised - this was a place where Polu never allowed people outside his unit to enter.

"Boss, why are you here free? Is there a new manufacturing task? This is... this is Pauleicht! Why are you like this! I didn't even recognize you."

"He has gone through a lot of hard work, so he has matured as he should. How about it? How does it feel to be the director?"

Caroline smiled a little sheepishly: "I'm not used to it. Although the basic work content is still with these little guys, I always feel something is weird."

"You've been under control for too long, and you're not used to being in charge of others?"

Polu teased her: "Where's Candice?"

"She worked overtime too late yesterday, so she probably hasn't gotten up yet."

"How can you get rid of my habit of working at night? Okay, we won't wait for her."

Bolu's face straightened:

"Is there a lot of work scheduled in the manufacturing plant today?"

"Not much. Since the completion of the energy gathering tower of the steel plant, the workload of our grassroots employees has become easier. If you want to come to class, this time period is just right, but do you really not want to do some extra work? Their work some time ago is

My level has finally improved a lot. It would be a pity if I don't have to work to maintain it and then decline again."

"Oh? Is that so? I understand. I'll prepare it when I get back. I just have an idea, so I'll give it to you to challenge."

After saying that, Polu walked to the center of the studio and clapped his hands: "Stop whatever work you can do at hand."

He waited for a few minutes until the last person completed the uninterrupted final stroke. Everyone turned around and faced him, with curious eyes in their eyes.

"Okay, listen to me. I have something to discuss with you today. Just tell me what you think."

Polu looked around:

"Today, Pauleicht asked me a question. I think his ideas may be quite representative. Of course, I am not saying that he is wrong here. Maybe everyone thinks so. For more than ten years, decades

This has been thought for years or even hundreds of years.”

"He believes that the products we manufacture only need to function normally when we sell them. As for after they are sold, they have nothing to do with us. At most, we can only guarantee that the products will not be damaged due to the reasons we made them, and will not be used.

, just don’t buy it. What do you think?”

The young apprentices in the audience looked at each other: "It was good when it was sold, but the buyer doesn't know how to use it. What does it have to do with us if it's worn out?"

Bolu looked around: "I'll know your answer just by looking at your expressions."

"Do you think that the way for an alchemist to survive is to figure it out on your own, make something that you think is good, make it great, and then store it in a warehouse, waiting for a destined person to come and buy it?"

"If everything develops according to your ideas and you can't use it, don't buy it. Then who will we sell these new things we make?"

"Aren't we using it ourselves? Why must we sell it?"

Someone was muttering quietly.

Polu was not angry at all.

"It's unrealistic to just use it for ourselves. Can we produce food ourselves? Are there other materials besides iron ore on this island? We still have to go to the mainland to buy food. Does food cost money? Do materials cost money?

?We don’t sell anything, where does the money come from?”

"If we can't sell or buy food, we will be hungry! The workers don't need to worry, they don't need to think so much, but you, as my apprentices, can't think like this. The land can be without our tower island, they

At most, our lives will not change, but we will starve to death. We need to sell our products to the mainland in exchange for the necessary supplies for survival. You have to think about this clearly."

"Look beyond the phenomenon and look at the essence. If we want to live a better life, we have to let other people, that is, our buyers, get used to the changes we bring and make them inseparable from our products. Only then can our voice increase! This

This is why the alchemists on the mainland are living well. Because their products are useful to the nobles, they can gain a certain status. We don't deal with the nobles very much, but our products must make the buyer feel that they are worth the money.

, we can survive.”

"So we, Alchemists, are actually a service industry. Although we are still in a seller's market and we don't have to worry about selling high-level equipment, in essence we still have to survive by selling equipment! The more we sell, the more we can develop.

The better!”

"Let me put it simply. If you don't know what to do, then figure it out for them. If they don't know how to use it, then teach them! The steps are complicated, just simplify it to pressing a button and don't worry about anything else. Worry about it breaking.

, then we will provide maintenance services – both for a fee and without a fee! We guarantee that users will not lose their money!”

“Our products must reach a point where they bring irreversible changes in habits to users, and leaving our products will make their lives extremely inconvenient. Only at such a point can we be considered indispensable to the world.

Instead of being a small factory currently nestled on a small island that seems dispensable!"

Bolu took a breath and prepared to summarize briefly and roughly.

"Maybe it's too complicated for you to understand. For now, just remember that we have to find ways to get other people to buy our products, including our services. The more, the better! Only by selling things can we buy more flour, and even

And meat!”

"The more we sell, the more resources we can invest in the development of higher-level weapons. Remember those bugs and those giants? If there were no weapons, everyone would be scratching each other's lice in the slave camp in Nazwa.

"

They didn't understand the previous concepts, but they all understood this sentence. Being reminded of the terrible memories in their hearts, each of them looked excited. Boru didn't wait for them to speak and continued.

"So this time the cargo ship goes to sea, we have to follow it. This is the first time we have built this type of ship, and it has not been rigorously tested before. If we don't follow it, if something goes wrong along the way, our reputation will be ruined with the first order.

, isn’t it going to destroy the signboard of our Tadao Commune?”

Polu's tone was resolute: "No, I will never allow it! The first ship, the first big order! It must be foolproof! We are going, and we must bring maintenance materials with us. I am also planning to call Leonardo

, along with a few high-level knights, this ship will make its maiden voyage in 27...26 days! It will first go to the port of Esodu to load supplies. The supplies for Star Island next month must be delivered safely.

To Sing Tao Pier!"


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